1 Prologue:

His words kept me calm though I was unsure if I should even answer such a question...

"Do you?"

His large hand traced down the side of my face with tenderness yet held a possessive demeanor behind it. His voice was soft in a menacing way if that even made sense. Even if I did answer him right away, he would still do as he pleased with me. Why bother? I held my tongue from pissing him off, though I wanted to do so. My icy seafoam-green eyes burned fiercely into his golden firey orbs, when I tilted my head away from his hand, turning my cheek loose. Here he stood in MY apartment after breaking in through MY balcony window-doors and demanded answers from ME. Looking towards my balcony door, it wasn't like broken-broken because he only slid it open. However, that still didn't give him a right to violate my privacy. My eyes drifted towards the curtains that danced slowly in the winds from the open door, the lunar light shining against the rails that danced with the curtains that dare hide its light between shadows.

The violation I felt was nothing compared to the fear that slowly crept into the back of my mind. I had to think straight and play my cards right here. I had been living on my own since I was a child taking care of myself when no one else was there. Besides, there was no telling what he would do if I get hot-headed right now. Besides I was in no condition to fight back tonight either especially after the day I've had. My large eyes glanced at my possible alternatives to run away. His frame was too large for me to forced away and I knew my chances of grabbing my iPhone in the kitchen were pretty low. I mentally cursed myself for not checking my apartment as I normally would have. Call me paranoid; I don't care.

*How did HE get to the fourth floor anyways? Moreover, how did he KNOW what floor I lived on?*

Peeking at him from the corner of my eyes I gazed at him as he stood staring at me. He was watching me. My every move was devoured by his eyes as if he was trying to size up his meal for the night. My insides clenched and coiled, I could tell my kitty down there was getting aroused from being celibate for over 5 years. Mentally shaking my head I suppressed my primal urges. I needed to control myself for I all I knew he could be apart of The Order! Which is one of the many reasons I'm living out in this world in the first place? Judging by his casual loose long sleeve shirt, and baggy sweats. He wasn't a burglar or at least not a very good one. My large eyes scanned him up and down his frame before seeing a print of his... He notices my gaze stop returning to his and looked down himself with a dashing devilish smirk.

I could not help the blush form against my cheeks, not that anyone would notice. My skins' complexion was dark already being African-American. It is one of my biggest insecurities and my greatest pride. He let out an advancing growl that made me squeaked and step back when I involuntarily stepped forwards to dash away. Not missing a beat his eyes flickered back and forth to from my ample breasts that struggled against my tight dress. Pondering at my situation I was sure I had not forgotten any of the member's faces or names of the high and low Councilmen Order. At least I was sure of most of them, yet I could not place him to a name and or face. His gaze consumed my body from top to bottom then back to my eyes. He stepped closer causing me to step back again and avoid his intense smothering gaze. What I did forget was that I was backing myself into a corner, which concerned me.

The feeling of the cool surface of my wall against back caused me to greet his gaze. A gaze that sent sweet tingles up and down my spine, pooling at my love-muffin and wetting my panties. Something heavy was weighing on me now and I considered it was a heart attack. It wasn't but, the closer he got to me the heavier the weight grew. He knew I knew something, but I had just about no clue what he was demanding from me. I bit my plush bottom lip, my mind now frazzled with broken opportunities to escape. He had backed me into a corner of my own home making me look like a frantic kitten. His breath grazed against the top of my forehead slowly caressing the side of my face as he buried his nose into my curly afro hair and inhaled deeply. He exhaling in a meek groan closing his eyes savoring my scent.

"I could do whatever I pleased with you at this moment..."

* An I would like- *

I took a breath cutting off the extra voice that wasn't NECESSARY at this moment. Or what little breath I could take while still on this human side of the world. I wasn't injured, yet. So why did my chest feel so heavy after just one gaze from this man? This man whose name I did not even know, but felt familiar to me and made me this hot and bothered. My idle hands now raised defensively as he stood up looking down upon my small 5'5 frame his 6'3 towering over me. For a moment I saw his cheek twitch in an act to conceal a smile from me. This was too much too fast from a guy that I only met WEEKS ago! I had not even noticed that I squeezed my thighs together as a sudden throb of my clit against wet panties made me shiver in unnecessary delight. My eyebrows knitted together at the thought of indulging myself against his rock hard frame and licking his...

*Pull yourself together!!* Not only did I have a stranger in my home. I knew nothing of what his intentions or were he came from. However, tonight on this particular new lunar moon. I was ready. Trying to internally clear my head, my eyes rose to meet his and for a moment we locked eyes before I turned my gaze away. I made a slight attempt to free myself from this prison of his body and this wall. He cocked his perfect thick dark eyebrow causing me to question my next action. This was so unlike me to submit so easily under the gaze of a man. They would all gravel at my feet just to grab a cup of coffee and fill the air with mindless chatter of dinners dates, operas, and relationships.

I had never been interested in sharing my personal life with anyone born on Earth. They had such short lives and it did not matter if they lived or died. The burden of a short life span is the existence to live on without them. The fragile creatures would be under my care now that Grandmother had passed away. The thought of my grandmother made my heart thump painfully once against my ribs before it returned to its slow beating. I was supposed to transition tonight and he was preventing me. Licking my lips with a newfound pride I held my head up to fixate myself upon his gaze. It was something I should not have done, for his eyes held no soul to search, and momentarily I was lost in the darkness of his pupils. My submission came easy as I let out a breathless gasp, just as he stopped trying to possess me.

My insides burned with a desire that I withheld over five years. Tonight was special to me was it was the day of my becoming dependent. I would normally masturbate in the tub or the bed either way so long as I remained celibate; My other half would not get out. I had far too much on my mind to be dealing with this man at this moment. Not when I needed release TONIGHT of all nights. Sighing inwardly I felt my body heat pick up from its 89.2° to normal human temperature of 97.5° and rolled my eyes in annoyance at his conceited smirk. Watching his frame move casually from one side to the other in the mimic of a snake about to strike. *What...if...i...?* I groaned and lightly pinched the l bridge of my nose cursing softly out loud. *Just who in the HELL is He?*

~ Maybe...hear me out... He is my lover to come to return his queen to her throne?!!! ~

I wanted to curse her the hell out... The voice I mean... She had done ENOUGH ALREADY.

This particular voice is a...personal annoying pet demon...spirit? Can I say pain in the ass? Yeah; let's go with that. She is a huge pain in the ass. When she fancied something. However, tonight was not a night she should fight me. She knew better, but she would never let my moment of distress go without some snarky comment.

~An HE is looking...Mmm...MMM... GOOD~

*Please shut up!!*

I know that it is saying a lot, to know that you have a whole other personality with you but, I can assure you. She had been with me since birth. Grams wondered if she had tried to latch unto my soul since I was born deceased. Grams never fretted over her presence in front of me. I knew that Grams was trying to figure out how to release her hold, but she never got a chance before mother took me away. For as long as I remembered she has never caused any harm to me or my family. It was not until I bled my first night at the age of 13 when she made herself known. Since then she just does not shut up. About anything that peaked her interests at the time.

She means good... *I hope*

Regardless of the fucked up situation, she may place me in. She always finds a way to get me out of danger without a single hair of my curls being harmed. I knew she was waiting for me to ask her for help. At the point in time, I was growing warmer and weaker by the moment. I felt her push against my spirit and my soul darkened. She had always done this to make me uncomfortable, pressing against my soul like that. Feeling the gentle gentle breeze of the night was welcomed and for a moment I had forgotten about my intruder as I closed my eyes. Squeaking while she smirked inside my head, I growled internally at her.

*Well can you get us out of this?*

~Hmm...No..not tonight kitten. I am to TIRED~

My mind raced for an answer to my current situation but, I could not think of one. My heart slowly thumped in its prison behind my rib cage. My temperature was rising quickly causing me to lightly perspire sending my scent and aura raging off my body. It would be no time before his deep breathing ass would catch whiffed of my arousal. I notice his pale skin also colored with a reddish hue indicating his sense of arousal. I tried to lean back before I could catch his smell but I wasn't fast enough and felt my mouth water at the sensation. His scent was so tantalizing musky yet earthy, with... how would one put it? Burning charcoal. I slightly inhaled closing my eyes and tilting my head forwards, not thinking logically now slightly secretly enjoying the deep woods musk cologne.

Snapping back to reality my chest rose and fell with the mimic breathing. I had learned while in this marital world in order not to seem so different from humans. It was odd filling my lungs with unnecessary air, just to exhale it into back into the world. Shaking my head and glaring daggers at the man who blocked my exit, room, kitchen. SOMETHING to get me away from him. I was an interest of him and he took no time coming to let me know this. I caught myself avoiding the rich glimmer of his pearly teeth that haunted my nights until now. My patience was growing thin and I still had learned nothing of him. I was daydreaming too much in a very serious matter. I glanced at the clock and inhaled deeply as it was a quarter past nine. (9:25 pm).

My throat felt tight and dry as if I could vomit at this moment turn my head upwards. I knew I was at my limit and it would only take the sweep of his arms to bed me like the dirty little bitch I was. A blissful sigh passed by my lips when my face came in contact with his extended forearms that held me in place. I hated conflicts when my body spoke louder than my mind. I felt like a horny teenage girl ready to get the closing hottest thing inside her. I needed to get him out of here before I lose control. I believe in my gut he knew that as well. I pushed the unappealing idea of dry heaving all night for no reason from my thoughts, however, the night never ceased to remind me of how important tonight is. The light tint of my eyes glazed over for a moment and my imagination explored with only thoughts of him.

My nipples harden from the thoughts of sloppy rough sex. My hair would be pulled back by one hand and with his other, he would grab the back of my neck forcing me to take his length. I would let out a series of primal animalistic cries as he stretched my tight cunt to fit around his cock. My bubbly ass jiggling with every thrust until he pulled me into his lap to dry my clit into balls. My hands reaching to pull me away from his thunderous hip clapping only to have his hand send crackles of pain up my spine from the fat part of my ass that he smacked leaving behind a red imprint. His growls would vibrate into my cerebellum in a deep dominating voice above me telling me not to run from him or keeping my filthy fucking mouth open to voice my pleasure to him. He seemed like the type to constantly force me to cum over multiple times. My mouth watered and he shifted his weight not holding me, at least not yet. He did a little move where his arms where outstretched around my head enclosing me further against the wall but pressed his dick against my stomach forcing me to feel just how hard he was.

I could feel the sweat increase then slow dribbled down the nape and side of my neck. I blinked lewdly towards the intruding male. My dumbstruck face was apparent as he guiding my head up from staring down at his cock with two fingers locking my chin in place. It was slightly embarrassing when his middle and pointer finger guiding my head back up. This caused me to snap from sexually ripping his clothes off with my eyes. Taking a dry mouth gulp to wet my throat I cleared it and turned away. This was not something you talk about to random strangers.

~You tell him Girly~

*Shut up!*

"Do you Amieja?"

Was this a trick question? He certainly seemed like the type who would use me to his advantage. Had I let him. though I don't believe I would not let that happen though. I'm horny, not stupid.

Did he only want to play with me like that vile creature people call God above did...?

I blinked my eyes slowly changing from confusion to understanding that this predicament I was in was because of me. I did my best to avoid making eye contact while he idly stood before me in vainglory. I grew jealous of this. Who was he to barge into my life. A life that I pieced together myself from the broken pieces of Thy falling, and demand me to answer such rotten questions.

*Hell what did his cryptic ass questions mean Anyways?!*

As my mood changed so did his, while we battled in silence for dominance for one or the other to flat out challenge the other. My mind was racing again as he shifted his weight ensuring me that I was to go nowhere without answering him. He made it hard and the pressure of my insides clench tightly dribbling past my panties down my thighs. I grunted and moaned as the night breeze slightly cools of my increasingly hot skin leaning against the wall that he backed me into.

I used my black dress to discreetly press between my thighs to wipe away the mess. His nostrils flared and another growl rumble from his chest. His hands now dragged down my small shapely frame from off the wall as he placed his head against my own. He didn't say anything just kept his head against mines and continued to breathe deeply. My mind wandered back to the question at hand, which had got me here in the first place.

*What is the Truth? Was it just for me? Is it to break me Did he do this to others?? *

My bright seafoam green colored eyes met his golden-red iris, the challenge was accepted. I couldn't unravel what he was thinking with his stoic expression. I searched his burning eyes for something that could give him away. While thinking of a possible legit answer that would free me from this very uncomfortable predicament. I still could not answer the creature before me though he held me as a lover would. Now gliding his hands skillfully up and down from my shoulders towards my waist. First down to my thick hips stopping to palm the thick meat of my ass before returning his to mischievous deeds of physical exploring and mentally destroying my sanity taking control of the moments that I was not. Which is something I had long for; For so long.

I ached to be held the way he was holding me now. Though through my haze of lustful needs I noticed his stance kept a remarkable respectable distance between us. I immediately realized that he was coaxing me to walk into his arms willingly! I didn't stop the very potent venom that I was about to spit at him. Seeing me break from his trance, I could tell that he was startled slightly.

( *VERY SHORT MALE POV* )

He looked down at her burning white eyes that shifted to mortal green then Galaxien white trying to figure out how She had broken out his hypnosis so quickly. He was not even sure why the Boss wanted this chick. She was over the size limit of their normal sacrifices or breeding bitches. So why was she special? from his knowledge they had never used an African-American before during rituals. so why start now? He was sure of himself to capture her the first time she glanced into his eyes. She looked So vulnerable under his spell. Though she broke it quickly he paid her no mind. The male stood stoic and his eyes pooled wider and staring into her eyes until she jerked from his grasp. Calling him a bastard and pushing him away. He did the only thing he knew to do with the feisty Vixen that had just pushed him away.

[ RETURNING TO THE ORIGINAL POV]

"Y-You BASTARD!!!"

Pushing him away with all of my strength. I couldn't show him I was weak. At least not the beginning of this terrible week. He should've come like last week or next week. *ANYTHING BUT THE START OF THIS WEEK!* I thought now panicking as my body longed for those extraordinary fingers to pull and pinch at my body sending me into a withering mess. A lump formed within my throat as I tried my best to gulp it down this time without fail. Hopefully, he would not notice me inching slowly to the side. But, he did notice in a heartbeat and pressed me against the wall that stopped me from my exit. I jerked slightly he growled louder daring me to make such a bold exit.

His tall frame now dipping slightly as he gently caresses his nose against the temple of my head. These bipolar spasms we keep having was taking a toll on my nerves. His nuzzling was too intimate right now and I did not want him here in my house sexually assaulting me; when I need it the most. I shook my head slightly as a faint husky voice whispered enchantments in his native tongue. A squeak formed and escaped passed my parted plush lips. I was letting my guard down more and more around him. He enjoyed taking advantage of this. Tilting my head and ears away from him. My body grew weak against this spell and my mind was now filled with intense pleasure.

*Did I want it?... *

The real question was... What did I want?

The intense feeling his body heat radiated of my ebony skin. He made my heart start beating faster. This sped up now spiced blood that mixed with his enchantments to coat every inch of my insides as well as the outside. How had I not known it was this man from the moment I met him? The possibilities of him even coming to me when I know/knew nothing of the war between Him and Gods never crossed my mind. My curly afro hair now matting slowly due to the excessive sweat that I created from thinking so hard and being extremely horny. It was as if every move I made was calculated. Nothing faltered his gaze. He observed each breath I took, each move I made in the mimic of breathing and shifting my weight.

For a moment it was slightly comforting to know someone care for the lost and weak like myself. However, I grew angry with the fact he thought he could suddenly walk into my life like everything is just going to be OK. Nothing will ever be ok not anymore.

Just who was this man and why is he trying so hard to save the damned? It didn't make sense to me. Or what if he was here to take me back...? The thought of that sent wicked chills down my spine. I was not going back, ever! I had made up my mind to lie to him. Just give him a question or an answer and he'd be out of my hair, right?

"An-answ...?"

"Do not lie to me, little girl."

I knew it! He knew that my mind was racing for answers but, his ulterior motive never change. He stayed close enough to for me to feel his body heat, even to coax me to come willingly to him. He held his ground against me and what I fought for. I would've pushed him away had I ate something earlier when my best friend had asked if I was hungry. I was too caught up in finding my answers that I completely dismissed the idea of eating. Which is something I have never done in over a century! I felt so close the answer it was practically breathing down the nape of my neck. Or was He breathing down my neck? My thoughts have begun to wander down towards his sweats before snapping my gaze up. His tall frame forced my neck to tilt upwards when he grabbed my face with a viper deadly strike. My eyes widen and I was unsure if I should answer him or call out for help.

As I always did...

~ Simply because you are weak... ~

I didn't need HER to degrade myself at this moment in time. SHE did not need to be here NOW, but she was calculating his next move. Would he bed me?

~ Not that you would mind ~

"S-Shut up!" I blurted loudly trying to keep her quiet.

This shocked him as he stepped back and before I could collect my thoughts. I closed the distance between us. Taking shelter in his tall frame and sculpted body feeling the comfort I had not felt in a while. *It has been far too long* He stood ridged before me staring down upon my small frame that buried itself neatly...or perfectly into his frame. Concern flickering in those bright blazing red/gold eyes before returning to his stoic expression. He took another step back as if he considered leaving his head turned from him towards the open balcony door. I did not think twice before jumping back into his embrace. It is so embarrassing when you do something so suddenly out of character. TWICE. Which is what I have been doing lately for the past few weeks. So afraid that if he stepped too far away that would be the end of this night and he would leave.

His hands slowly trailed down my body from my shoulders, towards my waist until he stopped as if he was uncertain by my change of demeanor. The confusion faded and he lifted me as if I was light as a feather pressing me against the wall our bodies in full contact with one another. This forced me to only stare at him as I coyly looked for an escape route from my epic expression of weakness. What was going on with me? My kitty purred feeling his hardened length press against my thigh while drooling excessively to stain his grey sweatpants. At least I affected him just as he did me. I have begun to get nervous the more he ground himself against me as it seemed to continuously grow between us. My nimble fingers trailed through his long dark curly hair tangling them deeper within the silky strains. This man was beyond gorgeous and he only continued to draw me in with the gentle exhale of breath upon my shoulders and lightly exposed skin.

He debated on something that I could not see since he buried his face in the crook of my neck. He seemed to enjoy the heat and scent my body excreted in my week of transformation. For a moment nothing was heard but my wind chimes that sang softly in wind, whose soft nights breeze caused the curtains a dance inwardly into my home. Even being this close to him, I couldn't bring myself to stare into those perfect eyes when he lifted himself to stare at my distraught displayed figure. The sleeve of my dress shoulder had fallen to the side displaying a pierced nipple that hung on DD40 breast, the hem of the dress pushes up slightly with teasing peek-a-boo laced black panties. He held me in that damn embrace that melted my soul into my spirits shadow, that burned its increasing need to be released and stared into My vulnerable soul with an evil no man could describe. My bottom lip shivered in desire and I signed losing the battle of will power to control my desire. *I-I don't know him. Idon'tknowhim.* I chanted in my head. The slight movement above his body causes the slit between my legs to open up greedily against his sweatpants-clad cock, that snugged happily between my wet lips.

I sighed in pleasure now lightly directing my hips up from his hips and dropping my fat ass down in the mimic of his sexual desires. He growled loudly and I can feel myself getting close to creaming myself again.

*Again?*

Feeling defeated I allowed myself to make eye contact with him and for a moment the world seemed to stop screaming at me. His gaze was soft as if he was lost in his thoughts as to what to do with me. Though I stared with large wild cat-like curiosity, I wondered if I could read him. Like tarot card that laid before me, but he wasn't that easily readable. Flinching slightly as he lifted his left hand from and pressed against my ample rear to support me. His thumb pressed against my mouth forcing the bottom of my lip to pull them downwards opening up my mouth displaying my tongue. This exposed a broken jagged canine that I had lived with all my life. He out a soft curse as he petted my tongue with his fingers.

I was confused as to why he wanted to see my mouth so bad that he practically forced his fingers down my throat. This was not how people kissed each other. I would know, I've had my fair share of sexual encounters on this side of the realm however, none of them made my insides tighten and glisten like this. My eyes narrowed at his action then remembered the verbal enchantments he placed over me. Catching his gaze ready to spit venom at him, before stopping in my tracks as well as soften when his eyes met mines once more. For the look in his face seemed more in pain than I was and I wasn't even hurt! His bright golden red laced eyes flickered with so many of his emotions that I could not read each one. The fact as he had thoroughly aroused himself with this cursed lewd body I had. Did he regain his dark composer the loom of hurt now mixed with that of Lust-Love?

~Are you confusing the two now?~

Her voice seemed to sweeten to the thought of me; Amieja the Dead soul guide, loving someone other than herself. I was so preoccupied with little Miss-Sass mouth that I didn't notice him leaning on the ball of his feet. Creating a distance between my back and the wall; Had he considered letting me go after all? I could not react to her snotty comment about the confusion or the reason we were moving away from the wall before I felt the air leave my lungs! He had slammed me back against the wall that he had pinned me against. My head snapped back against the hard plaster and I stifled a moan of pleasure. His breath against my slightly pointed elves ears before moving towards my neck his aura changing. I notice the change in his now dilated eyes. I released a soft moan as he had caught me off guard again pressing those cold lips against my hot skin.

I know that I was thinking about the moment at the time. But I wanted to need him. This torture of my arousal state of mind. He was roughly fondling me now with his free hand keeping lifted by pressing his cloth clad length between my drooling cunt. My mental health began to deplete. This night and the last two weeks had been so emotionally and physically draining. I was just about to give in to any of his filthy desires. Licking my lips around his fingers while his right hand to lightly caressed my side using only his pelvis to sit me up against the wall. My thick legs dangle from either side of him, but it was clear who was bigger between us too. I would've given him the exact thing that filthy thing he came here for. I wanted to give myself to him, even without him asking me for it. Only because I WANTED to.

~You're just in heat love. You don't WANT anything.~

"Well...?"

His voice rumbled as he mumbled softly on the exposed flesh of my collar bone. This caused the hair on the back of my neck to rise. My seafoam green eyes flickered with light that only he could see. He held in a masculine grasp and turn, made him press his body against me harder. My nipples harden against the bar that pierced them and his hard torso that forced the piercing-bar to push the nipple outwards. He was losing patience as he strained painfully underneath my ass that clenched and puckered each time he lifted me or lowered me against his cock. His right hand slid down to the lacey hem of my thigh-high black dress pushing it further up my plush thighs that his hand glided against. This forced my tensed muscle to reflexes at the feeling of his nails dragging against my sensitive inner thigh.

I felt so lightheaded leaning back against the wall to spread my legs, that the next words rolled off my tongue without me thinking about it.

"Oh...my...GOD..."

"Do not call his name before me..."

*I-is he reading OUR mind?*

Oh, how I hated face to face confronting especially if I was doing something like this. SHE appeared every-fucking-where! However, I did allow myself to explore the Devils' Den and it seemed that this night in PARTICULAR. I was not going to slip through the gates so easily.

Wait...wait...did SHE just....? She NEVER fumbled over her OWN words BEFORE.

I knew I was in a world not of trouble since she grew instantly quiet. She never faltered. Never broke before a man's gaze. She practically oozed sex appeal to anyone who merely glanced her way. Wellbeing the fact that we shared the same body. I honestly knew they were watching my figure stroll down the street confidently making me even hornier than before. I shook the thought off and immediately felt heat rise throughout my body once again. His left hand never left my mouth and I began to feel myself drool by the corner of my mouth while he toyed with the inside of my orifice.

My slightly parted lips that clasped juicily around his fingers as he watched my facial expressions. From the way his thumb and index fingers kept my mouth slightly parted, I was slowly beginning to turn my head loose from his palm prison reaching up to grasp his hand. Then it happened; My body jolted with upwards with pleasure and my tongue slide passed my open mouth when his other hand begun to play with my prissy-kitty. My eyes squinted slightly as tears quickly formed at the corner of my face. My cunt drooled upon the two phalanges that danced in my private ocean. I didn't want to admit it, but I was wetter tonight than I have ever been. My eyes closed from the neverending pleasure when he stroked my outer lips. He avoided my clit though which forced groans of displeasure from my open mouth. He left nothing hidden or reserved for his pleasure and amusement.

Using his hand that was slick with my juices to rub my mess upon my chest. Taking the top of my V-neck dress and fully displaying my large 40DD breasts and pierced nipples. He leaned closer after rubbing my mess on upon my chest tainting me with my pussy juices wiping his hand clean and inhaled deeply. He knew what he was doing and soon we were both met with the musky scent of my arousal. My hands had been dropped from his hair when he slammed me against the wall. I could not focus clearly on anything but how his fingers easily and skillfully found my favorite spots. My hips jerked as my legs wrapped easily around his waist, trying to ride them to a small orgasm.

He...was..hungry...

I...I was...starving...

And SHE,...was...finally...Quiet.

I mustered what little strength I had to crank my neck, drawing away from in the little distances we held between one another against the wall. He had been teasing me for God knows how long. His fingers never ceased their assault petting, caressing, barely inserting his fingers. He would never enter more than an inch deep before returning to tease my outer lips. His body continued to press against me in an aggressive manner that nearly took my breath away. If I had one that is. This made me smile slightly and he notices quickly before my eyes widen in shock when he bucked his hips against mines crushing my cunt between his sweats and length. He continued ground against me like a dog in heat finding his first bitch. I found myself leaning against him reaching to pull my black dress up like a casual one nightstand moaning like the wanton whore I was.

Then I stopped mid tracks. My panting breath danced against the wind chimes were the only things heard. He ceased his efforts drawing back away from my frame with a look of confusion. His left hand now releasing my mouth, which snapped closed and tensed from beginning opened for too long. His dry humping slowed but not stopping. His mouth now blowing gently against my earlobe causing a cute shudder and whimper to escape. He groaned and I continue to draw little huffs and pouty moans whenever his right-hand index finger ghosted against my clit. I squirmed trying to use what is left my strength to free myself from his spider-like grasp.

"Why did you stop?"

"I-... I must not. For feelings that are not under my control will be the...Death of me..."

He crackled somewhat a giggle but it sounds more like he was choking back words to backlash what I have said. Here I was damn near pooling in my juices that coated his fingers and his cock pressed firmly against my slit. At that moment I could've taken him in my arms and snatch those damn sweat off his body. I did not of course as the new guide of the dead. I have to think about the damned and the forgotten. He stared down at me with a look of disgust and anger.

His body aura atmosphere changed slowly at first then I let out a yelp as his masque melted away. He seemed, darker than the angry GOD I stood before. It would've racked my brain why he felt so familiar, but mysterious at the same time. I could not place the exact feeling that was rushing through me for he controlled the atmosphere around me. I wanted to finish what HE had started. I also need to confirm with myself that he was God's first Angel and friend or the Antichrist. No one understood his story, however whenever I learned of him. Everyone bad-mouthed him stating everything he did wrong without confronting why he did them.

"D-devil... I- I mean dark one... P-prince of Darkness..."

My baffled eyes look wide, though his stern eyes stayed upon me... even in my fragile broken state of mind.

"Please.. call me... "